there's a guy on the bus in front of me. he's very cute and googling how to reheat fried rice. he's messaging someone, charlie. charlie offered to make extra pasta for him, but he said it's okay, he'll have the rice. he checked about four sites for how to reheat rice safely, says lots about his character. he has blue over-ear headphones and an open book in his lap, he's 77 pages in, the chapter is "Concepts- Between the reality". He has an apple watch and is wearing a navy blue hoodie, with denim jeans and one leg crossed over the other.
If i'm honest, this random boy on the bus is everything i want to be. his short brown hair, bushy brown eyebrows, he is adorable. i can't see his eyes, but i believe they'd be beautiful.
we got off the bus at the same stop. it was the end of the journey, time to get off the bus, and abandon the crush.
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the bus crush
Short StoryA short story about a random bus ride i took. I saw this boy who embodied all i wanted, and all i wanted to be. i spiralled, as we all seem to do, and wrote this.
